Good job they're not in the UK or the Daily Mail would be calling for their execution

I assign something I should not really take pleasure in but I ruddy well DO. Namely the crestfallen faces of the Ferrari team yesterday as Massa briefly snatched victory and then had it snatched away again as Sir* Lewis Hamilton took the championship on the last corner. Oh that was sooooo good!

Oh, how much fun it is to root for your favourite candidates and debate the issues....but at the same time, I hate how differing opinions can pull people apart.

Seconded. I also hate being looked down on by some people and hearing comments like "But you wouldn't be as stupid as to think so, would you?" There are people I usually love to debate with, but differing opinions makes debating about politics impossible in the long run.

I assign loving people with problems. Being hurt again and again, having to worry about them, seeing them suffer and feeling you can do nothing about it - and still knowing that if not for me, they would be in much worse a condition.

Ransacking a room looking for the wallet containing your passport, driving licence and E111 card and then remembering exactly where it is ...in a different room. I don't even need any of those items immediately but it is good to be prepared...

Good... erm... old-fashioned debate. Specifically when you're the only person taking your own side. Because every once in a while it's fun to argue, but when it's an entire class up against you and they all seem to have been personally offended by your dismissal of the greatness of an artiste? Yeah...

Good... erm... old-fashioned debate. Specifically when you're the only person taking your own side. Because every once in a while it's fun to argue, but when it's an entire class up against you and they all seem to have been personally offended by your dismissal of the greatness of an artiste? Yeah...

I think that sort of stuff belongs to the shire, I do something similar in my History-Method class. They don't get personaly offended, but my classmates do have a tendency to pad each other on the back and not really reflect over the issues.

They yelled at me (literally) and told me I was dead wrong and didn't know what I was talking about.

Hence Orthanc. I like debate, but not when people take it personally.

I see your point. . . The worst I get is 5 people shaking their heads after I speak, they might laugh depending on how I present my case and then we go get coffee, tea, soda or beer depending on the time of day.

I assign vegetarians in school cafeterias who interrupt you eating your delicious quarter pounder (with extra cheese) to nag you about how you kill the cows because of it. I almost assigned this to Morder, but arguing with those guys is so much fun!

"Do you know that you're supporting innocent animals getting killed by eating that burger?"
*slightly annoyed I look at them* "Yep."
"Doesn't that bother you?"
"Nope."
"Don't you know what they do to those poor animals in the factories?"
"Nope, but I love the way they cook them."
"Haven't you ever heard of the four basic food groups? Try eating some salad!"
"Four basic food groups! I got your four basic food groups: whiskey, beans, bacon and lard!"

Too much fun! One almost feels guilty when they start turning purple.

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I can quite understand also those people's point of view, but I admit it's always fun to argue with people who disagree with you on ethical issues.

I assign Jehovah's Witnesses. One came to my door today (for the first time in ages) and we had a nice little chat about God, religion and such. Unfortunately for her, I had read my Richard Dawkins well. In the end, the talk was quite enjoyable.

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I assign vegetarians in school cafeterias who interrupt you eating your delicious quarter pounder (with extra cheese) to nag you about how you kill the cows because of it. I almost assigned this to Morder, but arguing with those guys is so much fun!

Oh, there are many vegetarians and vegans at my school. I could care less about people's diet choices as long as they don't get on my case about what I eat. I mean, hey I feel bad for the animals too, but I love meat too much to stop eating it (and besides, the cow's gonna die whether I eat it or not). As long as I don't hunt for my own food or see the animal I'm about to eat before it's dead, I'm fine. In fact, I prefer to pretend it's not an animal at all...then I can't feel guilty.

On another note, I assign Boston's weird weather. It's been oddly warm here for November (apparently it's 70F now and it's already after 9pm), and while I do love the warm weather, it just doesn't feel like mid-November. And tonight there are actually tornado warnings for the New England area. Odd...I didn't know we could get tornadoes around here...

I assign vegetarians in school cafeterias who interrupt you eating your delicious quarter pounder (with extra cheese) to nag you about how you kill the cows because of it. I almost assigned this to Morder, but arguing with those guys is so much fun!

"Do you know that you're supporting innocent animals getting killed by eating that burger?"
*slightly annoyed I look at them* "Yep."
"Doesn't that bother you?"
"Nope."
"Don't you know what they do to those poor animals in the factories?"
"Nope, but I love the way they cook them."
"Haven't you ever heard of the four basic food groups? Try eating some salad!"
"Four basic food groups! I got your four basic food groups: whiskey, beans, bacon and lard!"

Too much fun! One almost feels guilty when they start turning purple.

Whiskey, beans, bacon, and lard? That's funny, I seriously can't stop myself from laughing!
To think that people actually follow the rubbish food guidelines! That's just hilarious. I do like those four food groups though, Groin! Best I've seen!

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Being ill at home. Being unwell and feverish is not nice, nor is missing things I have been waiting for such as the first choir practice in a few weeks, but there's something enjoyable in just being at home and having a good reason for not doing anything proper. Gah.

I was about to assign this to Mordor, when I thought the better of it. While my dad and I were having dinner and he was sipping his lovely San Miguel beers and I my non-alcoholic sparkling stuff, some girl approached us and asked us to try a new beer. Mountain silver something, brewed by the rival of San Miguel (which our family has always patronized). She seemed so pitiful my dad bought the beer, for me. And boy, was it the most awful beers I've ever tasted. I thought the Light variants of the regular beers were awful, tasting like they were diluted, but that was like drinking half a liter regular beer diluted in two liters water. But then again to be polite, and because it's almost Christmas, I pretended to like the beer all the same.

San Miguel. . .It is one of the beers I have most fond memories of, though it is far from the best beer I have had. I guess it is because most of my San Miguel memories are from holidays in Spain, although now you can get it anywhere.

Goodness me. I never thought our local San Miguel reached Europe! Most foreigners my family know think that San Miguel is Spanish, but San Miguel is one of the few things this little country can boast of.

I assign snow in Texas! *brrr* It has no business coming this far south, messing up everyone's lives and making everything icy! I wonder how those Yankees would feel if we sent the sun up to them in the middle of winter (not happening by the way, it's all ours and we are not sharing)? On the other hand I had my first snowball fight in years, even if it was for ten minutes, everything melted after the sun came out.

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Conversations with people who don't realize you know more about the subject than they do. On one hand, it's nice to know I'm not alone in my interests, particularly during the holidays. On the other, it's always kind of depressing to realize I'm still smarter.

Conversations with people who don't realize you know more about the subject than they do. On one hand, it's nice to know I'm not alone in my interests, particularly during the holidays. On the other, it's always kind of depressing to realize I'm still smarter.

Oh god, that sounds so arrogant...

Not the way you say it, Fea...

The way I'd say it would be more along the lines of:

Conversations with people who don't realize you know more about the subject than they do. On one hand, it's nice to know I'm not alone in my interests, particularly during the holidays. On the other, it's always kind of depressing to realise they can't keep up with me.

Instant noodles. It's so damn easy to prepare, add hot water and you're done, very convenient if one wakes up late and has to rush her brunch. But then again, my conscience tells me it's not a very good idea to rely on instant noodles for two big meals.

Instant noodles. It's so damn easy to prepare, add hot water and you're done, very convenient if one wakes up late and has to rush her brunch. But then again, my conscience tells me it's not a very good idea to rely on instant noodles for two big meals.

Ha! I know that. But you see, if you have just a few more things (like one egg, a bit of cheese, a bit of cabbage or something like that...), you can without almost no more effort and time make a meal which could be called "semi-perfect".

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Ha! I know that. But you see, if you have just a few more things (like one egg, a bit of cheese, a bit of cabbage or something like that...), you can without almost no more effort and time make a meal which could be called "semi-perfect".

During my life at the dormitory, all I ate was oats and instant noodles. I added veggies and all sorts of condiments to those, I even tried oyster sauce with oats (not recommended, it takes like hell), to make them more interesting. Oats with oyster sauce belongs to Isengard. Very interesting to make those, very hellish taste.

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The parking lot I walk through on my way to campus everyday, which is covered in large sheets in ice (and has been since Wednesday). It's rather dangerous and I'm surprised no one has bother to de-ice it yet with so many cars and pedestrians passing through. Then again, it's kind of fun walking on ice because I like to live dangerously.